TITLE : BACK TO CHESTER - Second Day
AUTHOR : Flor
PAIRING : Michael Owen/David Beckham
RATING : R
DISCLAIMER : This story does not represent the persons named in any way or reflect their sexuality. It is a total work of fantasy.
AUTHOR'S NOTES : It has no central thread. I've been writing, every night before going to sleep, a day in Chester from a very confused Michael Owen's point of view.
I also changed some events for I don't know Michael's life and I didn't want to search more details.
And, as always, I'm not English so forgive me and my mistakes...

Second Day

Chester.

When I say Chester I don't think of you, David.

When I say Chester I think only of me. I don't want to think of you now. It bothers me thinking of you. If I think of you, "me myself" does not exist anymore, it only exists "us together". And if this is the only thing existing, how can I imagine the way it would be to be separated?

Chester.

The Cross.

The Cross is where youths meet in the centre of the town.

When I had been at the Cross, my first date with Louise, so sweet, there had been a year to go before we met.

Would I've ever imagined, that afternoon, that one day I'd have fallen so deeply in love with you?

No, those were still innocent days.

Some years ago love was one's first kiss and looking at the stars together and have a walk arm in arm.

But Love -with a capital L- is not tender but painful and violent, it eats you and it completes you. I know what it is. I taught me.

Love -and when you're in love you know you are- can't be described. You can't figure it out, you can't control it nor trap it.

I can't speak Love. *You* can. And when you speak Love, then I understand you know what it is and you feel it. This is my only consolation, because for the rest you don't belong to me.

You have Victoria and Brooklyn and little Romeo. You have your beautiful family.

I have mine too. And yet I can't give you up. Simply I can't.

I spent six years with you and I learnt a lot of things. We went trough thick and thin together. Still you haven't done that step. I'd like to blame you but I don't dare because you're not mine...

Anyway...

In these six years I understood we are on earth to pursue our happiness. Money is considerable and is the luck of the draw, health...I thank God for it. But happiness must be found and built by you.

Our entire existence is leaning forward the pursuit of happiness. And I'm here 'cause I need to understand if I will make my dreams come true with you or if I'll have to bid you farewell.

On to Third Day